World Poetry Day: King Alfred

KingA.1 KingA.2 KingA.3IMG_1664Scraps of blue
Vanish in an instant,
White hues fade
In seconds
Through shades
Of grey
Like unwashed sheets.
Wet spots
Forming damp spears-
Searing streaks
That bounce off
Rock and path and window
Before freezing
Way beyond
And returning as hail,
Now sharp and painful.
King Alfred meanwhile
And turns his
Yellow collar up
Against the wind.

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14 Responses to World Poetry Day: King Alfred

  1. Beautiful poem, I think you caught the tone with the images too. Thanks for sharing this

  2. Pauline says:

    Lovely poem Cathy, it just sums up the weather at the moment. The King Alfred daffodil was bred in the next village here and a friend has just bought the farmhouse where it all took place. She says she hasn’t got any King Alfred in the garden so I will be digging some up for her soon, can’t have the farm where it originated without any!

    • Cathy says:

      It was the rapidity of the changes that were especially noticeable at my Mum’s. Yes, King Alfred needs a toehold back in his birthplace, doesn’t he?! I have just planted some pulmonaria in my Mum’s garden that originally came from a plant at her last home (and possibly her mother’s before then) and has been at two or three places with me too – she thinks she had lost hers so I brought some up with me.

  3. Julie says:

    What a perfect choice of poem Cathy – it sums up King Alfred perfectly, as do your images.

    • Cathy says:

      Oh thanks Julie – although I have to confess that King Alfred was growing almost horizontally and I had to flip the picture 90 degrees! He has to contend with strong winds up there!

  4. Anna says:

    A most fitting tribute to ‘King Alfred’ Cathy who is certainly a hardy old soul.

  5. Really lovely to read this. Thanks. D.

  6. nice poem and photos Cathy, your mum has a walled garden, ooooooh drooling envy, Frances

    • Cathy says:

      You wouldn’t think it was built at around the same time as the house – about 25 years ago. It provides a little shelter, but not to the worst winds and is low enough to be leapfrogged by sheep! The ground is not amenable to cultivation though 😦

      • sheep can jump high and have good memories if they find a way in and something nice to eat, it becomes a battle of wills, I had this problem when I lived on Scalpay that’s what I like about where I am now the sheep are behind the fence not the people, they are also fed properly which wasn’t the case on Scalpay,
        I know you have said how thin the soil is, also I have come to realise that the lack of hot or even warm weather in summer makes a big difference, I get a tad fed up with all the showing of wonderful seaside gardens along the south coast of England where they have at least some hot weather in summer, there is a book, plants for Scottish gardens and another for vegetables, the books are about growing in low temperatures, our library has both and I’ve loaned them, the only thing is they tend to concentrate on the east side more where they get colder winters but slightly hotter summers and not the winds!
        sorry gone on a bit but thought you might be interested,
        looking at your recent post Cathy you have a lot of lovely things happening in your garden, Frances

        • Cathy says:

          Thanks for taking the time to talk about this Frances. Much as my Mum likes plants, she now lacks the motivation and the energy to try and maintain the garden at all and it is nigh on impossible to get anyone to come and do it for her – shame. Having an acre compounds any difficulties you have with your plot & the weather issues but you have made huge inroads and can be justifiably proud of what you have done

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